Chapter 25 So You’ve Been Two–Timing Her
“Tameka, I’m not here to cause trouble. I want to take care of Judson…”
“You’re taking care of him? Did you study nursing? Or are you a doctor?” Tameka interrupted her impatiently. “Lillian, where’s your pride? Your family doesn’t need you to do such humble things.”
Lillian’s face finally changed.
“Tameka…”
She was the daughter of the Stewart family and the actress worshiped by thousands of people.
Tameka should be nice to her for the Stewart family’s sake.
“Let me make it clear,” Tameka decided to have a showdown. “I can’t control what Judson does with you outside. But I won’t let you marry into my family.”
Lillian quickly got up.
She looked at Tameka with a pale face, her chest heaving, and then she looked at Judson in the hospital bed.
Judson was clearly not asleep, yet he didn’t open his eyes either, indifferent to their conversation.
Lillian felt disappointed.
Yesterday at Imperial Garden, he defended her in front of everyone.
She felt sweet and hopeful at that time.
But now, she despaired.
As the Stewart family’s daughter, she was unable to bear the
humiliation, and without even a word of farewell, she turned around and ran toward the ward door.
Tameka breathed a sigh of relief.
Having driven away a troublemaker, she could also finally settle the score with her son.
“Good. Last time you got a beating. This time you injured yourself while your love rival was locked in the closet.”
She walked over and jabbed her finger into Judson’s temple like a stepmother. “Speak! Open your eyes. Don’t play dead.”
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Isidro watched as Judson’s forehead was pinched by Tameka with her fingernails. There was even a crescent–shaped red mark left on Judson’s skin. Isidro gathered the courage to say, “Mrs. Roach…”
Tameka gave him a sideways glance. “Are you also worried about my son? You want to marry into my family too?”
Isidro shook his head vigorously in fear.
Tameka let Isidro go, considering he had kept herself informed of Judson’s situation.
She beckoned Isidro to drag a chair to her and then sat down next to Judson’s hospital bed.
Her voice became a lot softer. “Are you feeling embarrassed? You didn’t treasure Rose when she was with you, and now that she ignores you, you are torturing yourself.”
Her words were so sharp.
Even Isidro was stung. At the risk of being taunted, he once again defended Judson. “Mr. Roach suffered a stomach bleed because he was too busy with work and didn’t eat on time…”
“You even lost your appetite,” Tameka teased. “How did a heartless mom like me give birth to a lovestruck son like you?”
Isidro covered his face.
He thought, “Sorry, Mr. Roach. I can’t help you anymore…”
“Isidro, go and make some banners for Mr. Roach to show my praise for him,” Tameka instructed leisurely. “The banners should be written with ‘trapped in love‘, ‘self–inflicted suffering‘, and… Let me think… ‘Cremated immediately“!”
Judson finally opened his eyes.
“Isidro, get out.”
Tameka would say more ridiculous words if Judson didn’t open his
eyes.
“Mom.” He came straight to the point. “She’s at apartment 19 on the 5th floor of unit 3 in Harmony Community by Longlake Road. Go get
her.”
Tameka grunted, “I’m not that thick–skinned to bully my benefactor’s daughter.”
“She doesn’t want to go back to Imperial Garden. Let her stay at our home and keep an eye on her. Don’t let her go out and mess around again,” Judson said.
Tameka crossed her arms. “You’re the haughtiest in our family. Rose used to only listen to you about everything. Yet she was forced to do all this. You should really think about what you did to her.”
Judson replied, “Let’s arrange Grandpa’s 80th birthday party first. She can’t quarrel with me for that long.”
The mother and son talked about different things and didn’t really care about what each other wanted.
If Rose saw this, she would realize why she and Judson were having such a hard time communicating.
Tameka and Judson were identically arbitrary, and the only difference between them was that one loved her too much and the other loathed. her too much.
In the end, Tameka took out the two albums again and handed them to Judson.
“While you’re recuperating in the hospital, pick a girlfriend.”
Judson endured the vague discomfort in his stomach and sulked. “I’ve said I don’t need it.”
“This one is different from the former one,” Tameka hastened to explain. “This one is an upgraded version. I’ve noted the girl’s family backgrounds, heights, and personalities. Choose carefully.”
She slapped the album onto Judson’s lap domineeringly.
Without waiting for Judson to sweep it away, she threw the second one at him.
“By the way, after you choose your girlfriend, choose a boyfriend for Rose if you are free. You know her well, so you’ll know who’s suitable for her. Don’t be perfunctory.”
“Mom.” Arguing was not going to get them anywhere, so Judson put aside the dispute and pushed the albums aside. “Rose and I haven’t split up yet.”
He wasn’t dead yet.
Tameka was shocked. “So you admit you two–timed her?”
Judson was speechless.
He was silent for a moment before saying, “She has been close to Darrin.”
Tameka snorted, “Why are you so childish? Adults should know when to let it go.”
Tameka would never be a loving mother.
Judson should be grateful that she had not cursed him.
Judson ripped the indwelling needle out of his hand, lifted the covers,
and went out of bed.
“What are you doing?” Tameka was surprised and stopped him. “Lay back down and get that needle back in!”
Judson was her son, and even though she sneered at him every day, she was scared half to death when she heard that he had vomited blood and passed out.
Judson grabbed her by the shoulders and lifted her out of the way. “I’ll go get her back.”
“Son!” Tameka dragged him back and touched his face. “Come to your senses. You and Rose have broken up.”
Judson lowered his eyes to Tameka for a few seconds. “When did we break up?”
Tameka touched his forehead this time. “You injured your stomach, not your brain. You made her choose to break up with you. It was my
fault to give you a bad brain. Don’t go and make a fool of yourself.”
The old servants at Imperial Garden had already told Tameka the whole story with exaggerated details.
Tameka was so angry.
But what could she do with her stupid son? It wasn’t like she could remake him in her belly.
Tameka just hoped Rose could teach Judson a lesson.
Judson seemed to have recalled for a while before he finally remembered something.
He then scowled. “Such things happened many times, and it’s not the first time she has thrown a tantrum. I’ve told you the more we care about her, the more arrogant she will be.”
